They didn’t tell mewhat kind of team it was, but neither Inor my parents pressed it too much as we were willing to tryanything at that point.The new... unique team, as they were called, ran many tests on me. They did bloodwork, scans,therapy, almost anything you could think of. While waiting to hear back from them, my symptomscontinued to get worse. The little bit of muscle tone I hadsoftened up, and it wasn’t much to start with.Of course, the pain continued, coming in rolling waves throughout. I shoved myself into her ass. It was rough and dry and very tight, so when I pulled back out, I spit on my dick, and went back in. It was much easier that time. I moved both of my knees in between hers and raised my back up, pulling my neighbour with me. She put her hands down on the ground and I pulled her in closer to me with every thrust. She was on all fours now, crying softly, as I fucked her in the ass. In the quiet of the night you could hear the smack! smack! of my balls against the. I say a dress, but this was barely that. It was black lycra, extremely tight and the top barely covered my tits. The lower half was also slashed to the waist. She then insisted I wear a pair of her shoes with 6" heels and no tights. I was petrified but she laughed and said the club was private so no problem, and I would not regret it. We arrived at the club at 9pm, and the first thing I was aware of was that most of the women were dressed like me and Alexa.We sat on a couch and had drinks. I could have cried with the emotion of it all.I think Mike was a bit concerned about my reaction and asked if I was alright.“Don’t stop, don’t stop, keep it in there, please. Please don’t take it out!” I pleaded almost crying with the overwhelming pleasure of what seemed to be a never-ending orgasm.Mike slowed his thrusting down but continued to fuck me, long, slow, deep thrusts and didn’t stop thrusting until he saw me collapse back onto the bed, lathered in sweat and now gasping for breath. I.